Chapter 142 Shattered Trust

• Levi said nothing, but I could sense the tension in his body—every muscle coiled and ready for use. His fingers strong around my wrist, he drew me near to him, his grasp on me tightening. What was occurring seemed to be slow motion, like I was caught in a dream I couldn't wake from.
• "You're running out of time," the man whispered once again, their deep and threatening voice sending shivers down my spine.
• The words kept coming back to me, the weight of them setting in. Running short of time for what? By that, what did they imply?